Tails and Cream violently destroyed their throats against their respective Mistresses' cocks. Oddly enough, they shared similar, almost mirrored, techniques. Despite the length of the futanari dicks, neither slave used their hands. And despite their aching groins, neither slave pleasured themselves. Their hands were strictly on their alphas' thighs.
Vanilla gently encouraged and urged her daughter on. Stroking her head and long ears, telling how much she loved and appreciated her mouth.
As for Tails, her Mistress out right ignored her, changing the channel on the tv. Of course, that only motivated her more. If Tails could just get Rouge's attention for just a second, then throating her cock to near suffocation would be worth it.
Thick futanari precum and slave saliva ran down the betas' mouths. Trailing down their necks and bodies, and giving them a nice sheen. They both quickened their pace. More important than the race itself, it was bad manners for either slave to keep their Mistresses waiting.
It was time to end it.
Tails took her Mistress' cock to the base. Her months working at Forever Cubs gave a great amount of experience with fellatio. She was proud of two things. One, her control over her esophagus. She could tighten her throat muscles with the snap of her fingers.
Rouge could try to hide it, continue ignoring her, but Tails could tell that it was having some effect. Her wonderful Mistress had a cute side to her, after all.
The second thing Tails was proud of was her tongue play. She has brought a plethora of clients to orgasm without even putting her lips around their cocks. Tails learned to control the amount of saliva she could produce, which wasn't all that hard. All she had to do was think about a cock, and her mouth did the work for her.
Tails could feel the cock in her throat expand. Usually, this would be the part that she grabbed Tails' head and face fucked her herself. However, she allowed Tails to do all the work. Rouge flashed her slave a sultry grin, as if saying how wonderfully slutty her slave.
Tails felt pride swell in her chest . . . for only a second.
Beside them, Vanilla moaned her heart out, grabbing Cream's ears and pulling her deeper into her groin. Cum swelled inside her daughter's stomach and spewed out of her nostrils. Vanilla pulled out and stroked herself fiercely, spraying a second helping of semen all over Cream.
Vanilla fell on the bed, lightheaded and content. Her cock, two inches shorter than Rouge's, but a bit thicker, too, stood half mast in the air.
Tails' stomach dropped, and it wasn't from the weight of her cum. She looked to her Mistress, who now wore a disappointed expression. Hoping to appease her, Tails continued sucking her off, but Rouge pushed her away, relieving her throat of her beloved cock.
"M-Mistress," Tails whimpered, "I . . . I'm so sorry."
Rouge ignored her and stepped over to the young, cum covered bunny girl. Without a word, she grabbed Cream by the ears and shoved her cock into her mouth.
Tails simply knelt there, watching her Mistress face fuck Cream. Her balls slapping the young girl's chin. Her Mistress' perfect ass bouncing with each thrust. Tails' hands were to her sides. She, of course, was not allowed to pleasure herself in any way, without permission.
Her little clitty dripped precum shamefully. Tails couldn't help but think she had gotten a little cocky. Just because she had a bit of experience working in a whore house, she thought she could easily pleasure anyone.
But her Mistress was not just anyone. Rouge was a literal Goddess among Mobians. A perfect being in the flesh. How did Tails ever convince herself that she could pleasure her queen. She was but a lowly flesh hole. A living cum dump. Easily disposable. Easily replaceable.
So at that moment, she decided to shape up. Tails was a sex toy. She would not move. She would not think. She would wait until she was used. Silently, she watched her Mistress cum into Cream's already swollen belly.
Rouge pulled out and Cream fell to the side, coughing and vomiting cum. Rouge stroked herself, like Vanilla, and shot rope after rope across Cream's fur.
When she was done, she turned to Tails. "Up, she commanded, and Tails got to her feet, avoiding eye contact. "Did you think that just because we were celebrating, she could embarrass me like that?"
Tails was too ashamed to answer.
"Well?" Rouge yelled. "Nothing to say for yourself?"
"I'm sorry, Mistress," Tails whispered. She slapped her square across the cheek. "Thank you, Mistress." Another slap. "I love you, Mistress."
Rouge gritted her teeth. "Tell me why I shouldn't sell you right now!"
"I'm a worthless sex toy," Tails answered. "I deserve to be thrown away."
Rouge reeled back her hand, ready to hit her slave. But the strike never came. Vanilla came to Tails' aid and stopped Rouge by grabbing her wrist.
"Now, now," the rabbit milf said calmly. "Let's not do something we might regret."
"This worthless thing needs discipline," Rouge spat. "I don't tell you how to teach your property."
"That's fair, but consider this." Vanilla managed to put Rouge's hand down and get her to face Cream. "Rather than punishing the loser, how about rewarding the winner. My daughter can certainly help you work your frustrations out. Can't you, dear?"
The tired and used up bunny girl got on all fours and bowed. "I'm at your service, Mistress."
Rouge considered this. She glared at her slave, who shamefully looked at the ground, before sighing.
"Get me a whiskey," Rouge commanded. "And don't even think this is over."
Tails nodded and did as she was told. She went to the hotel room's bar and got her Mistress a bottle and two glasses. Even though she was useless and retarded, she understood well enough what her role was that night.
Her lackluster services as a living fleshlight was no longer needed. Tails was a regular slave now. At her Mistress' mundane beck and call, while Cream got to enjoy pleasuring their Goddess.
After their drink, they started Tails' punishment. They tied her to a post, her arms in the air and legs spread apart. Her Mistress ignored her at that point, focusing on Cream from here on. That left Vanilla with the last task.
The rabbit futanari brought out a syringe from the mini fridge, or three, in this case.
Poke… poke… poke…
300 units of aphrodisiac were injected directly into Tails' ass cheek. Already, her body started to get unbearably hot. Her stomach, her throat. Her nipples, her clit. Her bitch hole. They were all begging to be touched.
But nobody was going to satisfy the filthy slave. And even if she had the courage to speak up, Vanilla places a ball gag around Tails' mouth.
So that was that. Tails was left there in horny agony. Her eyes glued on the trio on the bed. Her inch long clitty dripping, twitching, and untouched. Her prostate aching, begging to be raped, even though it didn't deserve it.
Rouge railed the young bunny girl. Angrily thrusting her massive cock into her tiny pussy and smacking her ass red. Vanilla knelt on the other side, getting her flesh pole polished in Cream's mouth, before shoving her length in.
Tails watched as Rouge and Vanilla spitroasted Cream. Then picked her up by her legs and used her pussy and asshole simultaneously, switching holes after pouring their loads. She watched them act out a multitude of unspeakable acts upon the poor little slave, until finally, they turned off the lights and used her holes to keep their cocks warm throughout the night.
Tails was explicitly ordered to not sleep. A part of her punishment, of course. Needless to say, she was not allowed to cum. All she could do was watch and listen to Cream's little moans and gasps.
Envy dug into her soul. Watching someone else pleasure her Mistress was a punishment worse than death.